On our first night in town, Laura, the kid and I had only one overwhelming concern: where to get a little dinner. And rather than drive down into Avon, we decided to take our chances in the minor utopia that is Beaver Creek Village.
It was beautiful (as was only to be expected) and it was luxurious (as was only to be expected). There was ice skating in the middle of August and fountains for the kids to play in, fancy trinket shops and a video-game arcade (when was the last time yo